|Kids are crunchy (standard:poetry, 113 words)|
|Author: Kinslayer||Added: Aug 12 2003||Views/Reads: 1955/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A poem, childesk|
In caves deep down where no one will go The rocks keep secrets no one will know We never see it deep underground The crunch is such a horrible sound Of this I will tell you it's no lie Tired and hungry it will not die I must have seen it with my own eye CRUNCH! What does it eat you are asking me? Who is this person, who could it, be? Say you a question, answer I may The Tittle Tack of Blue Water Bay Up on the top of a water cave As children pass he makes them his slave Say me a liar you must believe MUNCH! I warned you! Tweet
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